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tushanshu_logs2015-06-18 01:58 am
sadisticmoose) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-06-18 01:58 am
Entry tags:
Somewhere he ought not to be...
Characters: Vincent Moore, Deon Wilson, and Raine Sage
Date: 18/06
Location: Metal Sector Alleyway
Situation: Vincent arrives on the turtle permanently... and is kind of broken
Warnings/Rating: Spoilers for CHAPPiE in entry and comments. CW: Blood, serious injury.
Vincent was alive. How? He doesn't know. The more pressing question was why, but he couldn't think about that right now. The pain was so blinding that he couldn't think. His shoulder, his head, both of his legs... They burned. And he couldn't move.
It didn't feel like he was inside any more. It sounded like... outside. Like there were people around. So, he does what comes natural. He calls out for help, weakly, voice broken. It likely sounds more like "..el...p" than anything tangible, but the pain doesn't let anything else get through.
Another try; "Hel...p...!" A bit louder, but still unlikely to catch anyone's attention unless they were walking past the alleyway he was in... Worst thing? He can feel himself slipping, struggling for consciousness, but it hurts so much... Might be better to just give in, eh?
Date: 18/06
Location: Metal Sector Alleyway
Situation: Vincent arrives on the turtle permanently... and is kind of broken
Warnings/Rating: Spoilers for CHAPPiE in entry and comments. CW: Blood, serious injury.
Vincent was alive. How? He doesn't know. The more pressing question was why, but he couldn't think about that right now. The pain was so blinding that he couldn't think. His shoulder, his head, both of his legs... They burned. And he couldn't move.
It didn't feel like he was inside any more. It sounded like... outside. Like there were people around. So, he does what comes natural. He calls out for help, weakly, voice broken. It likely sounds more like "..el...p" than anything tangible, but the pain doesn't let anything else get through.
Another try; "Hel...p...!" A bit louder, but still unlikely to catch anyone's attention unless they were walking past the alleyway he was in... Worst thing? He can feel himself slipping, struggling for consciousness, but it hurts so much... Might be better to just give in, eh?